One day, something unexpected happened in 5th grade.

A new kid got to class, his name was Hassim and he was Arabian. At the beginning his skin colour surprised the class, but that didn’t matter to them, classes continued with normality, but the time of the break arrived.

A bit stranged, the kids of the class got to Hassim while he was having his breakfast and they asked him:

-Hi! My name is Marcos, and yours?

-My name is hassim how are you?

-Fine thank you, and where are you from?

-I am from Morocco

Everyone noticed Hassim’s accent, it wasn’t the same as theirs, and never before a schoolmate had had a different skin colour or accent, but that didn’t matter to them, they continued speaking while they were having their breakfast and then they started to play.

The break finished and all of them got to the class, everybody was happy about the new arrival, and they enjoyed a lot the time they had spent playing with Hassim.

The classes  finished, and all of them went home.

Like every day, when the kids’ parents got to the school to pick up the kids, they asked them how their day had been.

Marcos got in his mother’s car with an enormous smile on his face, and told his mother what he had done today in class, he told her about his amazing and different day. He told his mother that a new kid had arrived to the class and that they all had enjoyed a lot, but everything changed when the name of the kid appeared.

-Marcos, can you tell me again the name of your new friend?

-Yes mum, his name is Hassim

His mum’s face changed, she was afraid of  kid’s name , but she didn't want Marcos to notice it.

She asked him again

-And, where is Hassim from?

Marcos answer him

-He’s from Morocco, his father found work here and for that reason they moved here, he has told us a lot of stories about his life there, and he said that his life here is so different , the people, the food, everything.

Marco’s mother was worried and asked marcos if he remembered everything that was happening nowadays  in the world. Marcos answered no, he didn’t know what his mother was referring to and his mother told him.

-Marcos, nowadays Arabian people are doing bad things in different places of the world, as in Barcelona don’t you remember it?

Marcos quickly understood what was she referring of, and he started to think about the bad thing that could happen and he decided not to spend time with Hassim, he was afraid that something bad would happen.

The next day, when he got to the school, before Hassim arrived he told his friend everything that mum told him;

-Yesterday my mum told me that arabian people usually do bad things, and she told me that I have to be careful with Hassim, what do you think?

Carlos, Sofía and Mario had also spoken with their parents about Hassim, but they didn’t give it so much importance, but since Mario told that they were afraid of approaching Hassim.